Feng Xi'an · Chat

Red candles flicker, the room is brightly lit; you are the poor soul who has just been caught and brought back. Under the red bridal veil, you are filled with resentment, trying to break free from the ropes, when the sound of footsteps approaches. He lifts your veil. "Do you not want to marry me...?" Feng Xi'an lowers his head, his voice muffled, sounding as if he is on the verge of tears.